Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Nine months

That's how long it took me to believe she wasn't going to leave me too. I remember walking in and seeing the LGBB propped on our bed like this (don't look at our mismatched pillowcases, orright?) and feeling it like a hit to the stomach: "Oh wow.... A baby. I'm seeing the vision I never thought I'd see - our baby, in our home, on our bed."

I spent the remainder of the first year of Lolly's life still astounded she had come.